The SpaceWing Prophecy

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Good will end, evil will rise, 

Unless five wyrmlings turn the tides.


Magic and fire will unite

On the single brightest night.


Born when the star is new,

Ancient magic leaking through.


The leaders will fight and one will die,

Only then can the SpaceWings fly. 

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